Come unto Jesus, ye heavy laden, Care-worn and fainting, by sin oppressed. He'll safely guid you unto that haven Where all who trust him may rest, may rest.
Come unto Jesus; He'll ever heed you, Though in the darkness you've gone astray. His love will find you and gently lead you From darkest night into day, to day.
Come unto Jesus; He'll surely hear you, If you in meekness plead for his love. Oh, know you not that angels are newar you From brightest mansions above, above?
Come unto Jesus from every nation, From every land and isle of the sea. Unto the the ghigh and lowly in station, Ever he calls, "Come to me, to me".
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